Quotes About Appreciation

Mum could be a nurse,' he said, anxious to include her (she'd been jolly decent

I ran my finger over the text, then held the book up to my face, closed my eyes, and inhaled the sweet-sour scent of old paper and binding glue. Did everyone who loved books do this when they encountered a new one?

I believe in walking out of a museum before the paintings you've seen begin to run together. How else can you carry anything away with you in your mind's eye?

Gardeners are generous because nature is generous to them, and because they know what it means to read about something and not be able to get it. (p.24)

If only people realized what they had in life," she told me one day, "they would not be able to contain their joy!

I never thought of it like that. I always thought of you as a part of me, like my own eyes or my own hands. You don't go around thinking 'I love my eyes, I love my hands', do you? But think what it would be like to live without your eyes or your hands. To be mad, or to be blind. I can't talk about it. It's how I feel.

Enough fine weather and money and a few memorable meals make any place desirable. As soon as I realized that, New York lost much of its charm for me.

He moved closer to her. "You did not have to get me anything. The fact that you did means I have been in your thoughts. I am thankful for that.

Thinking too much just brings it back to me, me, me—but thanking takes my eyes off myself and my mistakes and puts them on others, on things bigger than myself. I can't stand here very long without being humbled at how small I am and amazed at how big and beautiful our world is.

she loved to stand in the middle of a market square, or a park, or a beach and take in the smells and the sounds of a world that was completely new to her. she loved being an anonymous extra in a crowd scene, like some real-life where's waldo - a tiny face, wide-eyed with wonder, in a vast, ever-changing picture.

Why was it that, sometimes, you needed to see people closest to you as others saw them to remember how fantastic they were? Why couldn't you always remember that?

I can't believe you came all this way, No one ever did anything like that for me before.' His eyes bored into her. 'No one ever loved you the way i love you, Susie.

Porque será que, de vez em quando, precisamos de ver as pessoas que nos são mais próximas através dos olhos dos outros para nos lembrarmos de como são fantásticas? Porque não temos isso sempre presente?

Envy is a symptom of lack of appreciation of our own uniqueness and self worth. Each of us has something to give that no one else has.

Living isn't just about loving someone. Living is enjoying what you have as you have it.

Forget you?" Bella said in disbelief "How could i ever? Everything i am is because of you

I never thanked you for saving my life" she finally said softly. " I never thanked you for not leaving me to die" he responded without hesitation, as though he, too, had been waiting to say the words for a long while but had never found the right time

Once upon a time, I did not live in Shady Pines. Once upon a time, my name was not Alice. Once upon a time, I didn't know how lucky I was.

I thought how when I got out of the hospital I would never again walk down the sidewalk without giving thanks for being one of those people

one of those things about getting older was knowing that so many moments weren't just moments, they were gifts.

You're an easy woman to please," he had said to her. And she had said, "You may be the first person to think that.

But here was the world, screeching its beauty at her day after day, and she felt grateful for it.

Everyone needs to feel important.

Both of them laughed until they had tears in their eyes, and even then they kept on laughing. But Mary thought: Not one thing lasts forever; still, may Angelina have this moment for the rest of her life.